Bring authority to a reading of your poems? It would be poison to do so. The critics can't help themselves, of course. It is the nature of a grasping mind to think it is possessing and corralling. But where does the poison do its work? Your … [Read more...] about Coming Home by Mary Oliver
Nature
Find a Flower
There might be a flower growing and you won't have to pluck it. Just look and remember the clichés about velvet and fragility, about blood and ink, youth and time? Can a simple flower hold all these ideas? Think a moment, how would you … [Read more...] about Find a Flower
The Room Never Sleeps
This room I visit never sleeps. It watches as I come to bed. It waits around me through the night. And when I wake and leave, it is there, silent and accepting, and will stay until I return. Like every place we come to know, it is … [Read more...] about The Room Never Sleeps